Tokyo Ravens Natsume Novels & Stories

Raven DeLuca said and tilted his head. He's always impatient. For me, Raven is the most troublesome member of Nexus. He kills people for enjoyment. He enjoys killing people; he's often called "Nexus’ psychopath" by other underground organizations. For him, seeing the blood of the people he kills is entertaining. He also often disobeys his role in operations, which is why our new leader, Liham Candreva, keeps a close eye on him. He's not an official member but he became the leader because of his capabilities. He knows how to handle all of us.

Osric answers while sitting on the edge of the lounge near Raven’s head making her smile. “How are you doing? It’s a big tattoo, you hurting yet?” I question, looking down at her hip to see the raven in red ink at the top of her hip taking up almost her entire thigh. The tattoo is very cool, the Raven is in a defensive attack position and made of knots like you would see in old Norse temples. “Enjoying talking to these guys, and getting to know Ares a bit better, it stings when it’s right over the bone but not bad,” Raven admits while looking down at the tattoo gun pressing against her skin, as Ares works on the dark red outline.

“Huh? But Satou is a boy.” “…What?” Risa took off the straw hat, revealing a clean, short haircut. “I’m Satou Rishi from the baseball team. Same pronunciation, different kanji.” Takuto’s knees buckled. He nearly collapsed. Fate is messing with him. “You seem nervous,” Rishi said, unpacking. “Your face has been pale ever since we got off the bus.” Takuto stared at the nape of Rishi’s neck—there had been a red mole there in Risa’s past life—but it was hidden under the collar.

Nevertheless, in all this time because the membership turned established, neither the membership's call nor its sports had but to be finalized. "...All that is due to the fact you men are negligent! Especially you!" "Eh, me!?" Raven Morgan has been studying manga together along with his lower back Isabella. Hearing himself singled out, he grew to become round unwillingly. "Why are you blaming me... I failed to do anything!"

But she had done nothing to earn it. Unlike Ravina. Ravina had never cared about power. She had never needed to prove herself through manipulation or empty words. She had been a warrior, a protector, a leader in her own right. And I had thrown her away for this. My hands clenched into fists under the table. I was a fool. I turned back to the elders. “The mating ceremony is postponed.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Amira sprang up from her chair. "You can't do this!" She was shrill, frantic. "Do you know how this is going to make me look?"

Aisha POV: Roma was tensed her, she had horrified expression on her face when…. I went closer to her and roughly pulled her left hand up to show her mother and Ravan the same tattoo that was there in Video however before I could utter any further word the very next thing I saw was Roma lying on floor while blood oozing out from corner of her lip while Ravan was standing tall in front of her small frame with nothing but murderous look in his eyes “Why…?” I heard his dangerous voice “WHY THE FUCK YOU DO THIS ROMA…. SHE WAS YOU SISITER… YOU REAL SISTER… AND YO… YOU…. YOU WAS WATCHING GET GANG RAPED AND MURDERED BY THOSE MOTHERFUCKING BASTARD… WHY THE FUCK YOU DO THAT?” he growled monstrously o

A week and a half later, when the five Phantoms were actually planning to leave Atami and Shizuoka, an email arrived for all the Phantoms. The contents of the email had the desired effect, and Ren as usual, happened to be sitting at the computer. Choking on his coffee, he read the following: Subject: Raven’s Gate From: Riou Takeshi Sent: 15 November 2009 12:21PM To: All Phantoms

“It was good seeing you, Jezton. Let’s keep in touch for that tennis game, I’ll be sure to win.” Jezton nodded, grinning at him. “You’re right about that.” Raven handed him a business card. “Here’s my number. Give me a call sometime.” He then turned to Azzmi. “Babe, can we speak outside?” Azzmi looked surprised. “Yeah… sure.” As soon as she got up from her seat, Raven firmly took her hand, briefly glancing at Jezton. Jezton didn’t seem pleased by the sight of them, and Raven couldn’t care less.

Jaden just shook his shoulder giving a shrug like he was himself unaware and weirded out by the current situation. "By the way what is your name?" Isabella asked but when Jaden didn't reply, she spoke herself. "You know mine so it's fair only if I know yours too!" "Jaden" he answered And with that he walked away. Isabella also followed him outside towards the lift, hoping that she could get the pin for left so that she would leave but when they finally reached their resident put his fingerprint right adjacent to the lift where she saw nothing but plain steel after that the machine Shook and answered

A deep voice husked and her eyes shot straight to meet with jade green ones and she tensed up. The guy was now facing her as he lazily leaned against the slab. She was taken off-guard by his looks. He appears to be a complete replica of Rasmus. His height and build were the same, massive, and impressive as Rasmus, but this guy has jade green eyes, so cold and cruel. There was a tribal tattoo starting from the left of his neck and disappearing into his grey T which aligned with his muscular body like a second skin, she noticed the words tattooed on the knuckles of his left hand.